Imagine a world where nobody gets sick or old. Write a story based in this fictitious world

It's my birthday today. I have lost tally of what number of birthday celebrations have passed, yet I despise everything to keep my convention. I move to the highest point of the close-by slope, carrying a bunch of soil with me. I press it into the ground. At that point, I plunk down to set up my brain for my next yearly ritual: helping myself to remember who I am and why I am living. I made this slope, really, I'm despite everything developing it. I began my tenth birthday celebration. Presently, the slope is huge enough for me to ski down each winter. In this present reality where individuals remain youthful perpetually, constancy pays. Perseverance was what driven Dr. Syue Cano to find the mystery of interminable youth. At the age of eighty-four, he recognized the quality that makes people age and the particular radiation that decimates it. Nobody will know whether he exploded his "Childhood" bomb for his own interminability or for the other individuals on the planet. In any case, his inadequate heart couldn't withstand the effect of the impact. He passed on the moment the bomb detonated. Humanity will consistently be appreciative for the disclosure to which Dr. Cano committed his life. Be that as it may, he left the world with one issue: the world's constrained normal assets. Indeed, even with plant development quickened by logical wizardry, nourishment and oxygen were getting deficient for the total populace, which just continued blasting. A few subtractions were important for the endurance of the human species. The main arrangement was to evacuate a portion of the individuals by unnatural methods, that is, to execute them. Therefore, this was the reason all violations were made deserving of execution: murder, robbery, infidelity, criticism, accumulating of nourishment... the rundown is long. This was the best way to keep up the valance of nature. That is the place I come in. I am an Executioner. I work alone, never thinking about the hazard. Individuals state I have a desire to die. Maybe I do. Absolutely, yesterday's activity was no three-step dance in the park. Rob Tao was associated with taking and accumulating nourishment. My activity was to look at this. As usual, I was to be criminologist, judge, jury, and killer. I had enough stealth innovation to break into Tao's compound undetected. To get into the house was likewise a snap. My vibra-cutting edge slice through the divider like it was spread. In the house, my Arometer recognized nourishment, heaps of it. I went down a great many passageways, following the bleeps of light on my Arometer. The signs went wild outside one shut entryway. There was a great deal of human movement inside, according to my HUO sensors. I prepared an explosive and opened the entryway only a split - enough to see whom I would execute. At that point, I deprimed the projectile. Staying there were a large number of kids. Loot Tao remained among them, holding a gigantic pot of steaming mush. He grinned at me, seemingly unperturbed. "You're taking care of every one of these youngsters?" I asked, confounded. "Truly," he answered discreetly. "How would you get such a lot of nourishment? I'm certain you take it," I said. "Truly, I do. Going to execute me?" Still that delicate grin. Staying here now, on my slope, I don't comprehend why I just exited. I had no reason for letting him escape with his wrongdoing. It was not my choice to make. However... I can't recollect what I'm murdering for; I can't recall what I'm living for.

cinch something easy to accomplish unperturbed free from emotional agitation or nervous tension flabbergasted to shock someone, usually by telling them something they were not expecting